“why don't you just get the bunny slippers with fangs Myrin?”

“As she turned to concentrate on the portal, Eve tugged on Claire's shirt. "What?"
"Ask him where he got the boots."
"You ask." Personally, Claire wanted the vampire bunny slippers.”

“What are you doing?"
"Looking for my fangs."
"We don't grow fangs you idiot!”

“I'm way hot," he muttered. "But I don't feel sick. Just — way hot."
Fang”

“One thing I've learned about vampires--they keep pulling new rabbits out of their cloaks. Big, fanged, carnivorous bunnies that'll eat your eyeballs if you're not paying attention.”

“Jackpot, Max! Jackpot!" It was Fang and he was giggling hysterically.
For those of you just joining us, Fang doesn't giggle, esspecially hysterically.”

“So who was she? (Vane)
Why do you assume it was a female? (Fang)
Didn’t know you were fond of men. I’ll file that under my special Fang folder. (Vane)”

“Fang, fang. I love you. I looooove you. I love you thiiiiiiiiiis much!”

“Fang: When do I get out of here?
Max: They say a week.
Fang: So, like, tomorrow?
Max: That's what I'm thinking.”

“And by the way, you clearlyknow me better than Fang does. Do you see Fang arguing with me? No, you do not.”